The day was lovely and calm. Not the truly gorgeous Sydney weather we hoped for but way better than it could have been. They had a couple of sails up, but I wanted to hear the wind in the sails. I wanted to feel us tugged along by the breath of the world. God, such fanciful crazy notions. I didn't realise I had them until I had to work out why I was disappointed.
Do you ever do something and feel irrationally disappointed afterwards?
Do you ever have crazy notions like I do?
I'm putting mine down to the cold I'm suffering and my lack of voice (again). This time of year my voice always goes AWOL and nothing frustrates me more! (Oh, and it's summer here, so I can't blame the cold weather).